Day Off...

Days off are very subjective things to very complicated people. Yes, I went to shake my bootie on Thursday night with Chairwoman, but like I said... we were so bored we were crying. Partly because the crowd was slow and we were sitting on lounge chairs that we huge and comfortable to yawn away on.

Steve, ever-so-giving, was working at 7am the next day, but watched me in fascination as I dressed for the evening. My first purchase of a top in 400 years... After which I promtly got dressed and paraded myself in front of him, I fell asleep in his arms... Right until the beeping of the telephone, from his mates, wondering what's keeping us. No one would believe I actually fell asleep in Steve's arms.

We got together at 12 midnight and disessembled at about 2. Steve had to work in the morning. And I get to sleep it. It's my first Friday off in a very long time. It's usually Thursday.

There are details to share, but I won't ;-)

So maybe it wasn't such a bad day off anyway. I managed to refrain myself from sending too many sms to this "wrong person" which the sms was intended to. (Un, don't un?) I sent one sms each hour, only 3 sms from 11 am onwards. I didn't receive any reply and at 2.30+ when I got home, I sent the last and final one. Then readied Steve's bed, the a/c, my duvet, my smelly pillow, my comfortable doggy and went to sleep. I switched off like a light. My mobile vibrated, I could feel it and lazily opened one eye and plugged in the phone to charge. There, all vibration will be gone now. Little did I expect this person to call my home. Then again, my mom is my ally. She informed this person that I'm already fast asleep. (I love you, mom)

It was successful, for my first ever skirt-shopping day. Within 1 hour, I purchased one pair of skirt. If it wasn't for Chairwoman having to go to work, I'd have bought 3 pairs of skirts. (or more)

I slept till 5 ish and got up to begin my Samurai X discs.

Steve came home about 8 and we had dinner at home with my parents. It's one of those days that felt so complete. I wish I could do nothing but this for my entire life. Just meeting friends for lunch, shopping, afternoon naps, animes, waiting for the husband to come home, have dinner and just be wedded bliss... :D

Is that really what I want? I mean, I'm a woman of substance. I need this to keep me going. Or else I might just wither and die.

I had lunch today with Qert. Quick one, I was cold (I'm always cold) and I ordered something warm and drank coffee. Bad choice. Coffee, to an already depressed old prune. I might as well just drink poison.

I'm healing. I can feel it.. I know I am healing because my heart no longer skip a beat nor do I expect my phone to beep or my phone to ring. Healing is good. We all need further healing. Irregardless what pain we endured, it is not fair that we keep tormenting ourselves. And for someone like me who thinks a lot and psycho-analyze things, no wonder I have so many white hair (like someone I know, or wish to know really well...)

Oh well, let bygones be bygones. Still water runs deep and I don't want to stay around to see how deep it goes. To prove that I'm in the same deep waters as you...

It's the weekend, have a good one. I will once again miss F1 for the situation in my life which I have chosen and will live with. Just because I will have a lousy weekend doesn't mean you can't have a good one.

Cheers!